Could have been this evening light, melancholy sky,
I got memories of my life in my heart and eyes,
Could have been the best, could have been the worst of times,
The meaning of these images keeps turning in my mind,
Random feelings or sacred meanings?
Could have been just the hand of fate, could have been time just didn't wait,
Thought it all was a big mistake, but now I'm seeing,
Believing that, through all of my life, it could have been you,
Was it you?
Were they just wasted moments filled with too much pain, or the flash and the thunder of some cleansing rain?
Hurtful strangers, or the hand of angels?
Could have been just the hand of fate, could have been time just didn't wait,
Thought it all was a big mistake, but now I'm seeing,
Believing that, through all of my life, it could have been you.
Could have been.
How can your knowing eyes see so far beyond these days?
How can I ever learn to wait for the wisdom of your ways?
But I'm seeing, believing that through all of my life...
Yes, though all of my life, it could have been you,
Loving you,
Could have been you.
